Milky

Part. 31

The roar of breath hunts though not both feet are racing. Cold sweat mixed with a sense of heat that spread throughout the body. The heart beats uncontrollably, hitting the obstructed chest wall.

Bima opened her helmet quickly, her throat choked with an unusual sense of surprise. The nose of the fireworks draws as much air. Filling his empty lungs.

"Almost aja! Shit!" objurgation. He was brushing his hair with sweat. Look at the clear sky in the slow white clouds.

He was stunned for a moment, imagining the face of the girl standing on the porch, a memory sticking out to the surface. His jaw went up and down as he swallowed the saliva.

"Cave feeling no stranger ma tu face? Where .... where ...?" He looked down with lips folded in thought. As much as energy to extract the memory of the appearance that had just stopped by on both of his neutrals.

Bima was stunned, the car he was tailing this morning!

"Yeah ..that's the girl who saw the cave in the car this morning. I'm not wrong, but who is he? Is she Revan's girl? No way! Si Revan has not returned from Abroad. Not possible!" the gerutu alone.

He was stunned, staring blankly at an uninteresting point.

"The problem is, why was the cave suddenly in front of Revan's house?" Start thinking, "unknowingly cave the way to sono. Richly there's something ama that the house that the cave doesn't know. Gua kudu back to sono. Must be back!" fiery determination.

He took a breath and exhaled it many times. Strengthening the determination to convince the heart. He had to figure out why he had subconsciously gone to the house.

Bima put on her helmet, turned on the motor engine and rushed away. Taking the opposite direction back to the house where he saw a girl he had met this morning.

"What's wrong with the house?" he murmured while continuing to plunge gas into the house again.

Bima parked his bike in a roadside stall. Leave the motor to the owner before removing the jacket and helmet. Bima covered her face with a mask. His athletic body looks perfect and seductive in a shirt he wears.

Coincidentally, a man who was almost old with a woman who was the same age as him came out of the house followed by two girls wearing hijabs. Bima gushed behind the gate, peeking at who they were.

Degh's!

His heart raced fast when Bima's gaze fell on the glasses man who was smiling. The dimples on both sides appeared deep as he smiled. Without Bima noticing, his hand touched his own face.

"Why does it look like a cave, huh?" slowly oozed. He realized the face was almost similar to him even though it had been filled with wrinkles. Bima threw a glance, dropped her back on the wall before turning around and leaving along with the roar of the car the man was driving.

Bima walked down as the car crossed her. His face lifted again staring at the luxurious car that was moving away. Raging all the flavors in his chest, a thousand questions required answers.

Bima ran quickly to his motorbike. Wearing a jacket with sprightly also a helmet that always covers his face. He runs his motorcycle after the car. Not wanting to be left behind, Bima continued to overtake some slow-moving vehicles in front of her.

Shaking the device in his pocket bothered him. Bima ignored, he continued to follow the car driven by a man with a similar face to him was a little far and blocked several vehicles to avoid suspicion.

However, the vibration of the gawai never subsided. Continuing and continuing to vibrate interfered with his concentration. He was forced to pull over, letting the car get away this time. One thing he thought, God who is not healthy.

[Casual, Bro! Sorry, I'm bothering you.] The voice across there made Bima's tongue cluck in annoyance.

"What's wrong?" ketusnah. He stood agitated with his head repeatedly turned towards the road.

[The cheetah group is challenging you to a duel. He came to our arena and wanted to fight speed with you, Bim. This weekend night, you can do it, right?]

Bima was stunned, this offer was interfering with his mind. He had promised Tina and the Gods would never race again, but the passion of his young soul roared. Worrying themselves.

"The gua can't. Sorry," said Bima in the end. He would rather keep a promise to his parents than indulge in the endless lust of the young soul.

[Please help us this time. If you do not accept the challenge from him, this arena will be seized and we will be expelled no longer to use this arena as a training ground. You're our friend, Bima. Help us this time.]

The sound was clear, Bima's heart was again gamang under pressure from his friend. Men always keep their promises, but men must also be loyal friends. There was a rule in his life of how he should make friends.

Bima was again stunned, thinking deeply about his friend's plea. If he comes, then he has broken his promise to Tina and the Gods. However, if he does not come, then his friend will lose their place to practice all this time. While he knows how their struggle to get the arena as a place to practice or a friendly match.

"But the cave really can't. What if you guys are racing? Same thing, right?" bima tries to find the best solution.

He listened silently, the people across the phone were discussing with each other. Not a gift he thought of, but his friends who would no longer be able to practice if they did not have an arena. Must how?

[You heard it yourself, didn't you? Those who want you. They hear your prowess in the streets, Bim. They just want to fight speed with you.]

Bima clucked, swearing in the heart. He was silent, his ears still listening to the sound of friends begging across there.

"But the cave can't promise. You all should get ready to replace the cave if the cave doesn't come. That's all the cave can say now. Maafin cave," said Bima in the end. Maybe this time he will break his promise.

Bima broke the connection, leaning back on the motor he parked under a roadside promontory tree.

Nyak, Babeh, sorry Bima. Maafin Bima's. This time, I promise this is the last one. Bima just want to nolongin friends Bima. Sorry Bima, Nyak, Babeh.

He murmured in his heart. A feeling of sadness filled his chest cavity as he imagined God and Tina putting on disappointed faces when they knew he was doing it again.

But what else to do? His friends need him too.

"Aragh!" Bima ruffled her hair in frustration. He lowered his head with both hands gripping the motor body firmly. The two jaws clashed together with teeth that rubbed against each other.

"Damn! Goddamn bum! Watch you at, the cave won't let the arena take them. It's got cave friends, but how am I, Babeh cave? They'd be disappointed if they knew the race cave again." He lowered his head, dropped his head on the motor, worried unkempt.